My new routine: Every day, when my daughter is gone at school, my brain forces me to face the fact that her being gone will soon be my new normal.
I hate this new routine.
I think it’s time for a haircut when I start looking like Egon Spengler from The Real Ghostbusters cartoon.
Even though this is a dark time, I’ve been thinking about how we need to continue making light.
A lie that darkness uses to scare us is that it’s tangible but really, it’s nothing but a lack of light. Light can reach. Light can touch.
Darkness cannot drive out light.
While the systems we took for granted collapse around us, my response has been to go into the world and re-learn art with other artists. It’s humbling to dive into my weaknesses but hope and human connection blossom during the struggles of creating together. Love is in community, not commodity.
Small planes from the local airfield joined me on an absolutely beautiful autumn walk. My favorite time of year.
With everything going wrong, it’s good to recognize and bolster ourselves on whatever is going right. Today, it’s this perfect, peaceful cat nap happening in the midst of a stupid work meeting.
Cranbrook’s mid-century modern exhibit was full of so many incredibly beautiful things and ideas. Something I especially appreciated was how much attribution and credit the women were given for their pioneering work in the movement. Really inspiring.
I’m fascinated whenever I visibly pass through the space between the floors at my local IKEA. It’s two real spaces sandwiching a manmade liminal space that’s fun to overthink.
Serving Coffee to Space Ghost
Like many people my age, I came to know George Lowe through his voicing of the character, Space Ghost, on Space Ghost Coast to Coast. Whether he was eradicating fire ants during an interview or dealing with his grandad, Macho Man Randy Savage, my …
